Misadventures In Time And Space

, | MN, USA | Uncategorized

Me: “[Taxi call center], how can I help you?”

Customer: “Oh my goodness. I need a cab right now!”

Me: “Alright, we’ll try and work fast as we can for you. What is the address we’re picking you up from?”

Customer: “1234 Smith Ave.”

Me: “That address is not showing up in our system. Is there a direction on Smith Ave? North, south, east or west?”

Customer: “I think it’s 1234 Smith Ave. Or it could be John St.”

Me: “Alright. If you’re not sure of the address, is there someone there you can ask, please?”

Customer: “Oh, this is my place.”

Me: “You don’t know your address? Do you receive mail at your home? Could you look at the address on that for me?”

Customer: “Hold on. Oh! It’s 1234 North Smith Ave!”

Me: “Okay, that went into the system just fine. We’ll try and get a cab over to you as soon as possible.”

Customer: “Oh dear. What time is it?”

Me: “It’s about 9:15.”

Customer: “Oh no! In the morning?”

Me: “No, it’s 9:15pm…at night.”

Customer: “Oh, good! I didn’t miss my appointment. I need a cab for the morning! I’ll call back then! Thank you! Bye!” *click*

Cute But Not Astute

| Brandon, MB, Canada | Uncategorized

Me: “How are you guys doing today?”

Customer: “Do I get a discount?”

Me: “For what? Do you have a coupon or anything?”

Customer: “No. I’m just really cute.”

Remember Remember, Dismember Or Distemper

| Madison, WI, USA | Uncategorized

Me: “Thank you for calling [pet clinic]. How may I help you today?”

Client: “My dog is due for it’s dismemberment shot.”

Me: “Distemper? We can set up an appointment for that.”

Client: “Yes, dismemberment. I need my dog to get his dismemberment shot.”

Me: “Distemper.”

Client: “How much is the dismemberment shot?”

Me: “The distemper vaccine is [vaccine]. Would you like to set up an appointment for your dog to receive the distemper vaccine?”

Client: “Yes, please. I would like you to dismember my dog.”

She Must Be High(lands)

| Scotland, UK | Uncategorized

(We get called to a hay-bale fire in a field. We were the first on scene, but we couldn’t see any fire. The incident was also right next to an air force base. I end up calling the person who reported the fire.)

Me: “Can you please tell us where the fire is, ma’am?”

Caller: *slurring her words* “It’s doon there in the field. There’s a few hay bales on fire, aye.”

Me: “Thank you. We will just have a look.”

(We look.)

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we couldn’t find any trace of a fire in that field. Are you sure you saw flames?”

Caller: “No, but I did see some odd lights in the sky. I thought it was one of them UFOs.  I thought you would want tae have a wee bittie look!”

Me: “I’m terribly sorry, ma’am. W’re the fire brigade. We only deal with fires. Perhaps you would like to speak to the air force base next door?”

Caller: “Ach, it’s fine. I’ll just carry on watching the telly then, and hope the b****** dinnae come back!”

Some Customers Just Waltz In

| Gaithersburg, MD, USA | Uncategorized

(I am a customer in the video game section of a toy store. Another customer comes in and approaches an employee.)

Customer: “Do you have the dance dance game?”

Employee: “We might. For which system?”

Customer: “Dancing?”

Employee: “No. We need to know, because they only work on the system they were meant for.”

Customer: “It’s for the television.”

Employee: “Yes, but-”

Customer: “You put the thing on the floor and jump around like this!”

(The customer starts jumping around. It is actually a fairly good representation of playing ‘Dance Dance Revolution’.)